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  • I used to live in Hawaii back when my identical twin brother and I were little. We weren’t born there like others thought. We lived in Hawaii because our dad was stationed there for the military. At the time, he was working full-time for the Air Force (“Chair Force” as he would say) and our mom was getting her degree in psychology.

    We enjoyed the lifestyle. Our dad had learned how to surf and we went to the beach almost every weekend. The waters were warm and the waters were crystal clear (well almost). We visited the beach so often that my ears would get clogged with water. Once in a while, our parents would take us to the luau, and we would enjoy watching the hula dancers and eating kalua pork. We listened to the local music, Hawaiian pop songs and reggae that would get played once every ten minutes. We were friends with our neighbors on base. My brother and I would play with our neighbors’ kids, some of whom we went to school with.

    The summer after fourth grade, though, my family and I moved back to the mainland, leaving our friends, neighbors, and the Hawaiian lifestyle behind. Almost every year, we would visit Hawaii during vacation and swim , but since we’ve moved, our neighbors and our friends have also moved away, and our former home has been torn down and replaced by newer duplexes. We (my mom mostly) do keep in touch with our former neighbors via facebook. Most of them are spread out throughout the U.S. Also since we’ve moved, we don’t go to the beach as often as we did in Hawaii. Our new home in Southern California is further away from the beach and the waters are as cold as ice, mostly enjoyable by wearing a wetsuit in my opinion.

    I guess its safe to say that we are now accustomed to the SoCal lifestyle. We have new friends and new neighbors, and we have new foods that we enjoy. But once in a while, we miss that Hawaiian lifestyle.
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